The Bones Suppressed the Heavenly Abyss

Martial Wasteland Forbidden.

The heavenly ladder faded away, and the hall vanished. The ultimate celestial phenomenon Long Zixuan had just triggered had now disappeared without a trace.

He looked at Martial Venerable's evil corpse, but in the end, he did not strike the final blow.

That was because he knew that Martial Venerable's evil corpse had been cleansed by the existence connected to the Martial Dao Hall, and had regained a moment of clarity.

"Did you see... Master?"

He couldn't help asking the Martial Venerable from his past life.

The Six Arts of Hunting Heaven came from Master... So Long Zixuan thought that what Martial Venerable's evil corpse had seen in the Martial Dao Hall was most likely Master's projection.

Only Master possessed such heaven-defying power: with a casual flick of his fingers, he could restore an evil corpse that had endured through the ages to clarity...

And now, Martial Venerable stood tall and spirited, his black hair flowing like a waterfall. Though time had weathered his clothes until they were gray and ragged, they could not conceal his peerless, unparalleled bearing.

His flesh and blood had briefly been restored, and now, there was even a glimmer of tears in his eyes.

"Master, you say..."

He murmured, a relieved, joyful smile appearing in his eyes.

"I understand now. No wonder I died so completely back then, yet you were able to bring me back to life in the river of time... And you even found the true path of martial arts."

"So it was the old man who fished you out of the river of cause and effect..."

He understood everything.

"Come back with me and see Master."

Long Zixuan looked at Martial Venerable.

He and Martial Venerable had originally been one person. Martial Venerable had died in his past